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    Strange neighbors

    My neighbors are mighty strange. All they do is sit on their porch lookin in this direction. I first noticed them staring, as I walked onto the hiway in front of my house with my twelve foot bullwhip to chase the chickens back into the yard. As I was wearin shorts, I thought maybe they were...
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    Legends are made of this

    Back in the days that I was the only civilian working a Military Reserve Center in Tacoma, washington; It was my custom to take a few of the servicemen deer hunting with me each year. We'd load up in my motorhome and head into Northeastern Washington, to my friend's hunting/fishing resort...
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    I left California

    I've had many people ask why I'd move from California, back to Oklahoma. Usually I tell em "Because of housing costs" etc, but that's not exactly true. After wandering the country for many years, I moved to Taft, CA. A small oil town just west of Bakersfield; it's original name was "Moron". I...
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    Fire!

    In my days of growing up on that sand hill farm; My granny would insist on us putting in a garden big enough to feed the whole family. She often told me that I was "little and mean, with no sense of family" when I'd complain, as we hand cultivated that full acre by ourselves. But even today, I...
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    The Last Shot

    This is not a nice story, but the lesson was learned. In my sixteenth year, my granny was in the hospital for two weeks and at one of her children's place for three weeks recovering. That left me to take care of my blind great grandfather. As he had heart problems, I could not leave the yard...
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    Red Ryder and me

    Living with my grandmother and her father, it fell to me to put meat on the table. I got my first .22 rifle at age 5. But my most favorite gun of all time was an old Red Ryder BB gun that my aunt gave me. With that gun I "fought the Japanese, in the Pacific, with John Wayne" and helped "settle...
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    Squint Eyed, Hongry and Mean

    Ever had one of "those" days? I awoke one cold morning to find that the electricity had been off most of the night. Unthinking, I jumped in the shower only to find that the electric water heater had enough hot water to last long enough for me to get soaped up. The rinse was in water that seemed...
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    Outhouse Races

    Where I grew up, we had neither electricity nor running water. We did get electricity when I was 12, but the old dug well was what we used for water. Besides. My blind great grandfather always said that an indoor outhouse must be a nasty, stinky affair. In order for him to get to and from the...
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    What happened to Raymond

    Well folks. I usually hope that my humble scribblings will bring a smile, but I was asked what happened to Raymond and are we still close. A bit of history: Once a teacher told Raymond's mother that Raymond was "slow", when it came to book learnin. "Slow" became "Retard". Everyone, except my...
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    Taming "Old Satan"

    One summer day, while my granny was in town, Raymond and I were sittin, whittlin and spittin. Bored, we decided to play "hide and seek". Raymond disappeared into the house while I counted a slow one hundred. Now, this was MY house. I lived there and as such, there was no place that Raymond could...
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    The House in Bane's Meadow

    I've always been a packrat and once, in my youth carried and rolled a partly filled fifty five gallon drum for three miles on a hot day....because there was "something" in it. Alas my dreams of money and jewels stashed, turned into crude oil and sediment, but we used it as a burn barrel, so my...
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    Ain't no Turk left around here.

    In my being reared by my grandmother and her father, at an early age it feel to me to help put meat on the table. While I nevef saw a hungry day; there were plenty of times when either the fish weren't biting or the game was scarce. Having received my first .22 rifle at five years old, by the...
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    The Squirrel Den

    One fine Spring day, I was diggin in the shed and came up with a pair of climbing spurs. The kind that linemen used to climb telephone poles. I got an idea. Why not put them on and climb that old partly hollow oak that was a den tree for squirrels. Maybe I could see some of the babies. I was...
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    What it was, was Grizz

    Many things have changed since my youth. Take camping for instance. Back in my childhood days, camping generally consisted of a blanket, a fry pan, an ax and a fishpole. In the excitement of youthful adventures, in my seveth year; Raymond and I decided to camp out and spend all night fishing on...
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    Raymond

    For those of you who don't know; Oklahoma gets little snow in winter, for the most part and what we do get, doesn't stay long. In my tenth year, during the Christmas vacation, we had a great snow of about twelve inches, that lasted for two days. Already bored with nothing besides chores to do, I...
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    I Like Pie

    It was a different time and place; the Oklahoma of my youth. Instead of special taxes, levees and school bonds, when a school or a church wanted to raise extra money; they'd have a Pie Supper. The local women would make a picnic supper, including a homemade pie and donated it to be auctioned off...
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    Got spooks?

    I keep my detectors on a shelf in the far corner of my bedroom. About two months ago, at 1 am, my Exploerer turned itself on. Durn near startled me out of three years of life. I removed the rechargable, put it back on the shelf and passed the whole thing off as one of those weird things that...
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